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Most memorable cannabis story

In college my buddy made some oil that was extremely potent. Most edibles I have consumed up to that point never really affected me too much.

So I made brownies with this oil, which called for a 1/3 cup or 2/3 cup, I can't remember which. They were in a 9*9 pan, cut into 9 brownies. I had one, waited around a half hour and I felt alright. So I ate another.

About an hour in I'm feeling pretty good, and I think to myself, "why not have another?" I ate 2 more after I had this thought. This was not a good idea.

I remember sitting on my bed next to my girlfriend, and being completely silent. I couldn't think of anything to talk about, I just kept thinking about how high I was, and how weird I felt. So we just sat there in awkward silence (she doesn't smoke at all, so she was sober for this whole ordeal lol).

I remember eventually saying, "I'm not mad right now, I just feel really weird and don't really know what to talk about" in a very long drawn out kind of way. We went to bed shortly after that, and I worked at 9am the next morning.

You know how when you first wake up and your eyes have that really heavy feeling, making it hard to keep them open? Generally lasts for around 30 seconds to a couple minutes for me. I couldn't keep my eyes open at work until 1 in the afternoon! I had never struggled so hard in my life just to keep them open 😂

I will never forget how weird I felt when sitting on the bed, and how hard it was to keep my eyes open at work. I've never really been a fan of edibles since lol.
 
Back in my late teens, My best friend Roy and I would just drive around in his 1969 Fast back Mustang and get High. If we got too High we would park somewere and just keep getting high, it's what we did.

One night we are parked, smoking bowl after bowl of mexi-brick weed with one of those "metal chamber pipe" The kind you can put a nug in the middle and make a "BLACK NUG". Anyway we are puffin away, solving the world's problems, passing the pipe back and forth and as I go to to give it back to My Friend, stoned out my mind in a non- attention having way I put the HOT pipe on his bicep and Roy with his been bake since the three grade cat like reflexes, 10 seconds later, in a stoned voice says
" ouch"
but neither one of us move for 10 more seconds.

The Lid, Bowl, Elbow, and Chamber had burn a mark in his arm so bad that it scared and was still there years later.
 
Lol. A weed pipe branding. Now he is affiliated with the rest of us who ever smoked metal pipes back in the day. Hahaha.
 
In the early 70's that black hash was everywhere, I remember it fondly. It was the first thing I got high on. We would drive around in my '65 Chevy Impala smoking it from a tin foil pipe. It was so good you would pretty much lose consciousness for a few seconds when you held the hit in. I was driving and my buddy would hold the wheel and steer the car when it was my turn to take a hit! Just thinking about that hash makes my eyes red! I gave my older brother a gram of it for his 21st birthday and we smoked it in my parent's house in the upstairs bathroom then went for a ride on his brand new '71 H-D Superglide! Those were the days!!! Did anyone else ever "hot knife" hash? That was fun too, but dangerous as hell!
 
Went to a party, many folks there I did not know, and all there was around was bricks, 'cept for those of us that grew there own. And nobody wanted that "home grown", well I spotted someone else that had home grown. Got to talking and telling him I was west bound on highway 64, went through a valley and the smell was strong, I almost pulled over. On my way back to town the highway was lined with LEOs going into the woods in said valley.
He laughed and said that is his field and they will never find it! He tells me he has crossed MJ with hops and has a MJ vine! He said they will go and stand in the patch, buds hanging in the trees and never find it.
Ok back then I thought it was a load of BS, but lately I have read this is possible,,,
 
When I first started smoking I smoked a fat joint and then had to drive down a back highway to wench some people out of the ditch. Roads were completely iced over and I come up over this hill and my buddy starts yelling watch out. People were all over the place stuck in ditches. So when he yelled I tapped my brakes and started sliding. Instead of fighting the truck I took it off the road so I didn't kill anyone. Last time I smoked during a snowstorm at work lmao.
 
Back around 1975 or so 3 friends and I were cruising around getting baked, it was late and we had the munchies so we went to Jack in the Box, we pulled up to the box and ordered our food, pulled up to the next window and payed, then Tim drove off without our food and none of noticed until we heard the guy in the window yelling You forgot your food. Luckily we were at the exit waiting for traffic to clear and didn't drive away.
 
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LMAO, I never did edibles before and a few years ago a buddy gave me some brownies to try. the wife and I had a few drinks then we each eat one. A while later we didn't feel anything so we each eat another, then another. We got so baked the wife barfed and I stared at the tv with the volume off and listened to YES for hours. The next day at work I told my buddy what we did and he laughed his ass off and said, "shit man you should have shared one! I didn't think you'd need an instruction manual!" My wife needs medical now and is afraid of edibles!!!
 
Watkins Glen, NY Summer Jam 1973 The Alman Bros, Grateful Dead & the Band, 600,000 hippies...My brother & me; Enough said. I'll never forget that weekend!
 
About 1971 I was at a friends getting baked, his brother comes in from work and throws a limb at us "check this out" and leaves. We fast dry it and roll some up, nothing, then another and bam we are fried about half way through the joint. So his brother comes back and we tell him its good, and load up to go get it. Smoked a joint on the way and he is ready to turn around, then we light another and about half way through he is again ready to pull this plant.
He worked at a sewage treatment plant, and had been mowing around this plant all year not realizing its MJ! We get there, it takes 3 of us to pull it out of a large overflow of poo. Largest plant I have ever seen, trunk was 6 inches across, anyway we stuff it in the trunk of a 1949 Plymouth and head home. Back the car into the lights to see pot branches hanging out all the around the trunk lid, (we made it home) we strip all the buds off and "brother" said he would take it from there, so into large sacks and off he goes.
Now he takes it home, moves it to a black plastic bag and stuffs it in the attic for safe keeping. (now it gets very hot here, must have been 180* F) The next evening he gives it back to us and says "I fucked it up", the pot was liquid. We poured it out onto cookie sheets and dried it,, green hash LOL
 
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Your story reminds me of two buddies of mine, They were both tripping on acid and decided to go out in the woods and chop one of their plants, which they did and same thing, threw it in the trunk of the car, On the way back to the house they got pulled over and when the police got them out of the car they noticed a branch hanging out of the trunk. They said it was the worst night ever, sitting in the local jail tripping.
 
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